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She felt as light as a feather, practically weightless,”
Chapter 27
faint hint of fragrance about her.
Her room, a place he seldom ventured into, was now Brittany’s domain
The once–cold room was now brimming with the charming essence of femininity, filled with her personal belongings even a massive pale pink body pillow on the bed.
He peeled back the covers and gently laid Brittany down.
Her skin was smooth as silk. As he released his hold, she clung tightly to his hand, her lips faintly moving as if to say something
Frowning tightly, he leaned in closer to hear what she was murmuring, but to his surprise, as she shifted her position, their lips accidentally met.
In that moment, a wave of intense emotion surged through him,
Isaac’s eyes widened. He’d had physical contact with Brittany before.
But back then, they were both unconscion
He’d never kissed Brittany and had never even thought about it.
Yet here it was a touch as light as a cherry blossom, a kis devoid of passion that still managed to leave a profound impression on his heart.
Lowering his gaze, he looked at the woman before him.
She was frowning, seemingly uncomfortable, and attempting to pull away.
Almost instinctively and without giving it a second thought, he grabbed the back of her head, halting her retreat, and countered with a kiss of his own. An
Infamiliar emotion seemed to invade his soul.
By the time he came to his senses, reaking he’d lost control, her cheeks were flushed and her brows furrowed in discomfort.
Releasing his hold he took a few ragged breaths.
Looking at the sleeping Brittany he was filled with an urge to possess her.
Taking a few steps back, he tucked her in before quickly exting
Retreating to his own toom Isaac leaned against the dont his heart pounding wildly in his chest
A voice echoed in his mind, urging him to push things further
Perhaps because they’d had physical contact before
He had an inexplicable desire for her. This was not a good sign
She was oblivious to what had happened last night
“Good morning Zakky”
Brittany, realizing she’d fallen asleep without having dinner the previous night, felt a pang of quilt: “What would you like for breakfast?”
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